am patiently waiting for Neil to finish studying for the night, I have been contemplating those days. Honestly, I have some pretty great memories. Crazy things always seemed to happen during finals week, just to add to the stress. Dysfunctionality seemed to heighten during this time and my roommates and I always found strange ways to have fun and relieve stress. Exhibit A. For some reason we felt the urge to "dress up." We also spent hours putting together puzzles 
instead of studying for finals. Exhibit B. Midnight dance parties were a common occurrence (I have a video but my ex-roomies would kill me for posting it). Getting sucked into VH1 countdowns. Rushing through a final just to go out to lunch to "celebrate." Creating paper towers out of old notes and assignments with the intent to create a bonfire. Getting nasty glares in the library while hysterically laughing over something that probably wasn't that funny but somehow was because of an impending final. Plus, so many other things and pictures that I won't post because it would just be too embarrassing.Well, after I have strolled down memory lane, I realized how much Neil is missing out. We haven't done anything wild and crazy. I asked him if he wanted to do something wild and crazy in the spirit of finals week but he declined. No fun. I guess there is always next semester.
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What is a VH1 countdown? I figured out that it is 40 years ago this month that I took my last final and the word final STILL elicits an adrenaline-filled anxiety response. My roommates and I were SO serious- there was nothing but stress, silence, studying and TENSION. I do remember one time that my roommate, Faye and I crept out of the apartment to go for a walk and talk. We ended up rolling down the grass hill behind Wymount Terrace over and over again while giggling about how we didn't need guys to have fun (we had both recently been blown off by some.) We finally stopped when some married students with kids rolled their eyes and commented about our childish behavior as they walked by. Anyway, I hope Neil can allow himself a little craziness or the word final will forever evoke anxiety.
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